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Apr 2013
What is this feeling?
What is this light buzzing that engulfs me?

Creeping from under all the noise,
always living in the shadows of
our daily life,
lies our most sincere fear.

You may be good, determined, proud.
You may be bad, remorseful, desperate.
But we're all the same when we fall victims
Victims of a disastrous truth.

Day, night; hot, cold. It doesn't matter
when or how.
Once a person is alone, completely alone,
does the Silent Assassin act.
You can't avoid its both malignant and
benign presence.

What we fear the most is silence.
Absolute and utter silence.
The kind of silence you can never come back
from.
Carlos Molina
Written by
Carlos Molina  Tegucigalpa
(Tegucigalpa)   
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